Christmas Poem
(2004-12-31)
The Christmas is here,
The big Christian feast.
Stolen from pagans centuries ago.
My body’s not feeling well,
Lying in my bed, dressed.
Drinking sangree and writing poems.
And thinking
Of Jesus rolling in his grave.
Note: I wrote it somewhere around christmas, really. Just posting it now, since i forgot it in my notebook. A paper one :P.